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AN old lady who lived not far from Abbotsford, and from whom the Great
Unknown had derived many an ancient tale, was waited upon one day by
the author of Waverley. On Scott endeavoring to conceal the
authorship, the old dame protested, D'ye think, sir, I dinna ken my
ain groats in ither folk's kail?





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